The letters of our thoughts are the ideas present in our mind before they come to realization . . . Thoughts that are, yet not felt . . . The words of the subconscious . . . of the soul . . .

These are the LETTERS OF MY THOUGHTS.

Monday, September 08, 2008

Return to the Land of the Flying Dutch Jew

Part I



After camp had ended we drove to Frankfurt in order to drop off our car and take a bus to Amsterdam -home of Chaim, the Flying Dutch Jew (from hence forth FDJ, as opposed to CYFried who came as well)

Click on the link to see the photos.




After recovering from the trip in the home of FDJ, whose parents graciously let us stay for the duration of the trip, we got ready for our to the Waterland -with stop on the island of Marken, Volendam and Edam (of cheese fame)


Red is by bus, Blue is by boat


During the course of our stay in Holland we were introduced to the Dutch song: 15 miljoen mensen . . . We sang it whenever we were feeling particularly Dutch (I'm waiting to see it come out as a Jewish song -fifteen million yidden)



Marken, Waterland


Chilling Dutch style


If I'm not mistaken there are more sheep then people in Holland



Klompen (Clogs)



A traditional Dutch House.


Inside the house









You call those black things on yout feet shoes? Now these are shoes!



With the flag of Amsterdam:
Heldhaftig, Vastberaden, Barmhartig







A Real Dutch Dike

From Marken we took a boat to Volendam.






The troubles of being a Jew



Volendam



























Taking a break for a drink (Duvel is good, but Westmalle -a trappist- is great)




Edam:
















































CyFried, Mottel and FDJ (Photo credit: The Amazing Yankel)


Feet above the canal, eyes to sky






How quintessentially Dutch











Edam was home to an old Jewish community.























Hard work













Thus ended day one, stay tuned for part two!



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